Chapter 2 : Chapter 1
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They were currently in Harry’s London flat sitting at the kitchen table doing some paperwork for their jobs. Harry would steal glances at Hermione whenever he thought she wasn’t looking. He couldn’t help it, she was just so beautiful. In the last few years her hair had lost some of it’s bushy-ness and was now more wavy then anything, she didn’t really look much different besides that, but Harry still thought she was gorgeous.
After finishing their work, they decided to see it something was on TV (yes, Harry had a TV). They ended up putting on an action movie. Harry and Hermione sat on opposite ends of the couch and stared directly at the screen, but neither of them was really concentrating on the movie. Every few minutes or so, Harry would inch a little closer to Hermione, until he was sitting right next to her. Then he slowly raised his arm and faked a yawn. His arm came around Hermione’s shoulders and was almost touching them when Hermione spoke up.
“I thought we were taking things slow.” She said causing Harry to quickly pull his arm away.
“Um…I-I…” He stammered. “I just um…well-“
Hermione laughed. “Harry, why are you acting so nervous?”
Harry gulped. “Um…It’s just that…I-I know we agreed to take things slow but I-I just…I mean you’re so…um, you know what I don’t know why I’m nervous.” He concluded with a shrug, causing Hermione to laugh harder.
By the time Hermione’s laughter ceased, they’re faces were much closer together. Harry’s nervousness seemed to have diminished as he boldly moved to close the gap between them. Their lips were an inch away from touching when suddenly, a ringing sound ripped through the air. Hermione pulled her ringing cellphone out of her pocket, and Harry immediately began regretting ever convincing his friends to get them.
“Hello?” Hermione said into the phone, “Hi Luna I-…what?...Luna, I can’t underst- Luna calm down I can’t understand what you’re saying. Just breath for a minute okay…okay? Okay. Now what’s wrong?”
Harry listened to all of this with growing anxiety, it sounded like something had really upset Luna, and it must have been something bad since it was very hard to make Luna seem even a little bit sad. Harry’s fears only became worse when he saw the look on Hermione change from concern to shock. “What?!” She almost shouted into the phone, :Oh my god, oh my god. A-alright Luna, we’ll be there in a minute.” Hermione quickly turned the phone off.
“Come on, we have to get to St. Mungo’s” She said grabbing Harry’s arm and attempting to drag him towards the fireplace.
“Hey hey wait a second Hermione what’s going on, is Luna okay?” Harry said while trying to loosen Hermione tight grip on his arm to no avail.
“She’s fine Harry, it’s the Weasley’s they’ve been attacked.”
Not five minutes later, Harry and Hermione had flooed to St. Mungo’s and were headed toward the emergency ward. They found a deeply shaken Luna Lovegood pacing down the hallway. When she saw her two best friends she immediately launched herself on them and began crying like she’d never cried before.
“Luna, please calm down, we need you to tell us what happened.” Harry gasped.
Luna let go and leaned on the wall to support herself. “I-I don’t know exactly, I wasn’t there when it happened. I came to have dinner with Ron’s family a-and when I got there the house was in ruins and the Weasley’s-“She stopped to choke back a sob. “They-they’re all dead.”
Harry felt his insides freeze. His mind was spinning. The Weasley’s, the closest thing he had ever had to a family were gone, it just couldn’t be. “A-All?” He choked out.
“Yes, well all except Ron, he’s in with the healers right now. I still can’t believe he lived, but the healers said they don’t know if he’ll make it.” Luna sobbed. By now she was crying so hard her slim body was shaking. Harry pulled his friend into a hug and allowed her to cry on his shirt while Hermione rubbed her back comfortingly.
“Don’t worry Luna, Ron will make it, he’s strong, he won’t give up that easy you’ll see.” Harry said softly.
“B-but what if he doesn’t. W-what if h-he dies? I’ve already lost my m-mother, I can’t lose my fiancé t-too.” Luna cried.
Harry hated seeing Luna this way, she was usually so happy with her head up in the clouds. Seeing one of his best friends so miserable made him feel horrible too, but it wasn’t just her. All the Weasley’s were dead except Ron. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Charlie, George, he even felt sad for Percy, but most of all, he was sad about Ginny. He had hoped that their friendship could be salvaged, but now that was impossible.
They stayed that way for several minutes. People walking by would casually glance at the scene but nobody really gave them much attention. When Harry next looked up, he saw a young looking female healer approaching them.
“Excuse me?” she said in a soft voice. “Are you friends of Ronald Weasley?”
Harry slowly nodded as Luna detached herself from him and began wiping the tears away from her eyes.
“Okay then, I’m Healer Roberts and I’m one of the healers treating your friend.” She explained.
“Is he alright?” Luna asked very quietly.
Healer Roberts expression was unreadable. “Well, he’ll live.” She started.
The three friends all breathed sighs of relief. But the healer wasn’t finished yet.
“But um…” she continued. “It’s seems that when the house caved in, some of the debris landed on Mr. Weasley and it has caused damage to his spinal cord.”
Harry felt his insides beginning to freeze again, he didn’t like were this was going. He looked over at Luna whose expression, before happy at finding out that her love would live, was now darkening with fear.
“What do you mean by that?” Luna asked in a hollow voice.
Healer Roberts expression became sad. “What I mean is, the damage to his spinal cord has caused him to have permanent paralysis from the waist down, there’s nothing we can do.”
Harry couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Are you saying he won’t be able to walk anymore?”
The Healer sighed, and that was all the only response Harry needed. “I’m sorry.” The healer said. “You can see him now if you want, but only for a few minutes, he needs to rest.”
Harry looked at Hermione who had started to cry, and Luna whose eyes were filled with fresh tears. Harry nodded to the Healer who then proceeded to lead the trio to Ron’s room.
The moment she got through the door, Luna ran to her fiancé and pulled him into the tightest hug she could. “Luna, please-I need air” Ron gasped.
“I thought you were dead, I thought you had left me.” Luna shrieked through her tears as Harry and Hermione looked on from the other side of the room.
“Oh no Luna, I’m not going to leave you, don’t worry about that, I’m just fine.” Ron said comfortingly while stroking Luna’s long blonde hair lovingly.
“But Ron, the healer said that you can’t…can’t-“
“Can’t walk?” Ron supplied solemnly. “Maybe so Luna, but that doesn’t matter right now, what matters is that I’m alive and we’re still together.”
Luna sniffed and wiped her tears away. “I love you so much Ron.” She said before capturing his lips in a passionate kiss.
They broke their embrace after a long minute. Ron looked up over Luna’s shoulder and smiled.
“Hey guys, what are you doing over there, come here.” He said beckoning them over.
Harry and Hermione smiled and walked across the room to their best friends bed where they pulled him and Luna into a big hug.
“How are you feeling mate?” Harry asked.
“Well, I can’t feel my legs, but other then that I’m good.” Ron said trying to lighten the mood a little. Nobody laughed though. “Umm…my family they’re...gone, aren’t they?” He asked.
The room went silent. Harry knew that Ron knew they were gone, he just was having trouble excepting it. Slowly, tears started to form in Ron’s eyes. He put his hands to his face and began to cry. Luna once again pulled him into a hug and soon, Harry and Hermione were in on it too. The four of them just cried and cried for their lost loved ones as outside, rain began to fall, as if the heavens themselves were weeping for their loss.
The rain fell down hard, but that did nothing to affect the young woman standing in the rain, her makeup dripping down her cheeks as she looked at the four people through the window. It was too dark out for them to see her, but she saw them very well. She pressed her fingers against the glass as she gazed at the black haired green eyed man she pined for, a look of longing on her face. Then she turned her attention to the bushy haired girl next to him and her stare turned cold. What she wouldn’t give just to run in there right now and rip that girl’s throat out, but she couldn’t. Not yet anyway.
A cruel smile formed on her lips as she backed slowly away from the window. 'Soon, my darling, soon you will be mine once again.' She silently promised, and with a loud crack, she vanished.
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